"Daddy!" When the three little ones saw Yu Wenhao coming, they all shouted happily.
"Your Highness, this doesn't make sense." Tang Yang was still serious, "I have to ask the Crown Princess tonight."
"You ask nicely," Yu Wenhao looked at the three of them and asked, "Can I take you to find the emperor's grandfather?"
"Okay!" the three little ones shouted happily.
The third child passed away today, and the father must be feeling sad. Maybe he should take the children into the palace to visit him.
The carriage was very noisy all the way into the palace, and Yu Wenhao regretted it again.
Family happiness is not so easy to enjoy, especially when one versus three.
"The mung bean pancakes in my great-grandmother's palace are delicious, and my great-grandmother likes to eat them for me." Tangyuan was thinking about food, and kept thinking of my great-grandmother's delicacies.
Baozi said in an old-fashioned way: "My great-grandmother is dead, how can I give you pancakes?"
"Can't we just ask her to come back?" Tangyuan said.
"How can you come back if you're dead? If you're dead, you're dead and buried underground." Baozi said angrily.
Little Nuomi put her head closer and said, "Buried in the ground? That would be so uncomfortable. Can you exhale? It would be uncomfortable to hold in your breath."
"It's not like burying her directly in the ground," Baozi knew better. "You have to brew her in a wooden box first. The wooden box can breathe."
"That's it, that person living in a wooden box is so boring. No one talks to him." Xiao Nuomi suddenly felt sorry for his great-grandmother. He remembered how great-grandmother was good to him.
"Then let's go talk to her some other time." Tang Yang shook Yu Wenhao's arm, "Dad, take me to see my great-grandmother some other time. I want to eat mung bean pancakes."
Yu Wenhao looked into his dark and innocent eyes, suppressed his sadness and nodded, "Okay, I'll go another day."
"Uncle Xu Yi said that grandma is also dead, but I don't like grandma." Tangyuan said.
"I don't like it either!" Baozi and Xiao Nuomi also agreed. The three little ones had never agreed on something so unanimously.
"Everyone is going to die." Baozi suddenly said this sentence, "Everyone will be brewed in a box and buried underground, and only he will be left alone."
When Yu Wenhao heard this, he looked at him in shock.
Death is what everyone has to face. He is a person who has returned from the battlefield and is no stranger to death. Especially when the two armies are confronting each other, he has put life and death aside.
However, after being with Lao Yuan, he suddenly became afraid of facing death.
Not only his death, he was afraid of everyone around him who he cared about.
He could not imagine how he would feel if one day death separated him from Lao Yuan.
This is probably the cruelest thing in the world, because we will never see each other again. People who were once so close, relying on each other day and night, will eventually go their separate ways.
Thinking of this, he suddenly shuddered.
"Who told you this?" Yu Wenhao asked him.
Baozi said: "There is no one, I thought of it myself."
"Don't think about these things in the future." Yu Wenhao said with a serious face. It is really scary for a child under two years old to always think about these things about life and death.
The third child saw that his father looked bad, so he didn't dare to say anything anymore.
Tangyuan, on the other hand, looked at Baozi thoughtfully, with a look of admiration.